I know I’m being a bit rude – but Fibromyalgia really does suck!
I hurt – all the time. Some times I really really really hurt. Other times I just really hurt. My head hurts, my hip hurts, my left bum hurts, my legs hurt, my shoulders and neck hurts, my jaw hurts – did I leave anything out? I get really exhausted when I exercise…and then I hurt some more…..so I don’t exercise. I rattle like a pill jar. I’m pretty sure my pharmacist thinks I have a secret drug lab hidden in my kitchen due to the copious amounts of painkillers I buy with codeine in them. Trust me….I don’t waste these pills by boiling them up in test tubes in my secret drug lab! If, in fact, that is what you actually do in secret drug labs (I think I’m showing my complete lack of knowledge of such affairs in this last statement….).
And I can’t remember where I put my sketch pad where I drew up plans for these really awesome beads and bracelets. Stoopid memory. Stoopid lack of memory.
And it’s hot. And humid.
And there’s probably another cyclone coming. Like our northern cousins need more rain. Heaps of them still don’t have roofs from the battering Cyclone Yasi gave them last month. Hopefully it will just go away.
And my clothes have shrunk. Or somebody has snuck in to my wardrobe (snuck….is that really a word? It doesn’t look right!) over the last few months and systematically replaced all of my clothes with ones that are a size smaller. Now you know what that means, don’t you? Clothes shopping! Those who know me, know just how much I ADORE clothes shopping! NOT!!! I would much rather pluck my nose hairs out whilst hanging upside down in the mango tree with the squabbling bats! Anyway….my loathing of clothes shopping is a story for another time….lol
Bah humbug.
Right! You’ve had a little whinge. Time to stop indulging in this “poor me” type of stuff.
Get over it, Dufus.
Ok.
I’m done. Now counting all the wonderful blessings I have in my life!
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